When I open my eyes we are back in his rooms, or is it the place that look like his rooms? How can I be sure, when I'm only able to see the wall through the curtain of his hair.
"So your back, once again making my life hell with your presence? I told you never to come back here, Potter. Can't you follow a simple command from your mate? I was under the impression uou had to do as your mate tells you. Guess you lied to me, huh?"
'Well, I guess that answers that question.' I close my eyes and try to block out the fake Severus' words.
"Harry, don't forget, he isn't real and what he says isn't true. I do not mind you so near me, if I did would I still have you in my arms? Or would I have pushed you away by now?" He squeezes his arms for emphasis. That's when I realize something, 'This will never happen. He will never dispise me for not having a chose in my mate.'
I open my eyes, look at him, then step away from the real Severus. I give him a determined look and turn around ready to face the demon from my nightmares, the one I created. "You know what? I don't care what you want."
"Oh really? So, you don't care about what will make your mate happy?" My demon says with a sneer, raising an eye brow as if challenging my opinion.
"That's just it, I do. I care what my mate thinks and what will make him happy. I will listen to any command my mate gives me and fulfill it to the best of my ability." I say with as much conviction I have.
"Yet you didn't listen to me when I said I never wanted to see you again," he says with an evil smile.
"That's just it, you are not my mate."
